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Matters of Discretion

Private W2 D3 EM Eliane Casuana Andrew Elariel

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#1 Eliane Casuana


  • Seeker Streetear

85
Crewleader
  • Age23

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginAustrex

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 31 July 2017 - 04:50 PM

Eliane caught her heel tapping and forced it to still for the fourth time since being brought into this waiting parlor in Keep Elariel. She didn't want to seem nervous, but she always got a bit antsy when working with Great Houses. If she didn't catch herself, she'd start tapping something sooner or later.

She'd dressed nicely, of course. Not a high noblewoman's gown, but a well-made dress of a good cut, the kind of slightly more expensive outfit that a working noble kept for important occasions.

She wasn't often called into a keep for meetings and exchanges. Yet, when a contact of hers—one whom she'd long suspected of Elariel ties—had requested she come speak in person with one of the Elariels, the offer was too tempting to pass up. She wasn't actually sure which of them wanted to see her, but she'd find out soon.

There really was no reason to be nervous. Elariel wasn't a terribly dangerous House to interact with, more the type to play it safe and watch the field. It wasn't like she'd walked into Keep Sureau for a meeting or anything. She should be fine. She supposed all the finery just reminded her a bit her childhood.

The heard the rhythm of her fingers tapping against the wooden armrest before she realized she was doing it again. Was that the rhythm for bronze again? She always seemed to default back to that one when she wasn't thinking.

In an effort to distract herself, she mentally ran through what she'd come to sell, playing the facts back in her head. Whoever it was wished to know about Rhea Venture, and though she didn't have anything particularly scandalous on the woman, sometimes that was what a client wanted to hear. Lords would check with informants to make certain new business partners or potential allies didn't have any skeletons in their closets before moving forward with plans. In some cases, boring intel confirming that everything was as it seemed could be as valuable as a massive secret.

This would be easy. She'd get in, report what she had, get paid, and be on with her day. Simple.


#2 Andrew Elariel


  • Disinherited Heir

343
House Raisaal
  • Age45

  • Relationship StatusMarried

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 25 September 2017 - 03:58 AM

Andrew found the informant waiting for him. He took in her anxious posture, and resisted to urge to begin using that to mold her to his will, making her more compliant, and less observant. Informants were tricky--they were specifically paid to notice things others missed, and Andrew would need to do more reconnaissance before he could be confident his ministrations would go unnoticed.

"All right then, let's get down to business, shall we?" Andrew took a seat on an ornate chaise lounge, and gestured for the informant to take the seat opposite. "I'm sure you have many things to do. Let's hear your report."

#3 Eliane Casuana


  • Seeker Streetear

85
Crewleader
  • Age23

  • Relationship StatusSingle

  • OriginAustrex

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 30 September 2017 - 04:23 AM

Eliane's nerves smoothed over as Lord Elariel arrived, ushering her in and offering her a seat. Idleness bred fidgets but having something to do and focus on took that away.

It was a nice study, well-furnished. The sort of casual luxury expected of a Great House. She knew there were skaa on the streets who thought all nobles lived the same lives, but sitting surrounded by all this wealth, it was hard to ignore the differences between the lavishness of a sprawling keep and her humble apartments back in the Silver Quarter.

Still, more money simply meant they had more to pay her. She smoothed her skirts as she sat across from him, practiced words coming to her easily.

"I have been told you're interested in information regarding Rhea Venture. Is that correct, my lord?"


#4 Andrew Elariel


  • Disinherited Heir

343
House Raisaal
  • Age45

  • Relationship StatusMarried

  • OriginLuthadel

  • Allomantic StatusHidden

Posted 11 October 2017 - 04:09 AM

The girl visibly relaxed. Either she found something about him comforting, or she had put on her 'business face', and those nerves were still there, hidden beneath the surface. Either way, that gave him something he could use. If she found his company soothing, his charm could serve to dull her wits, whereas if he her anxiety was buried beneath her professional facade, he could plant little barbs to trigger her anxiety, without seeming to realize what he was doing.

Andrew chuckled quietly to himself, flashing his teeth in a smile he intended to appear both charming and predatory. Hopefully, the informant would see one or the other, and her reactions would give him better insight into her current mental state. He caught her eyes scanning the room, taking in details, observing the finery that surrounded her. Did she judge Elariel's indulgence, or envy its wealth? Perhaps both? Further, how aware was she of her own thoughts and feelings towards the room?

"I thought you were being paid to answer questions, no? Or do you charge extra to refrain from asking them?" Andrew tilted his head and leaned back, making his study obvious, and then broke into another smile. "I'm teasing, of course. Don't worry." The touch of humor should either set her further at ease, or make her feel patronized, if the anxiety was still there. "Just give me your report. I'll let you know if there are any deficiencies, but I'm sure you'll be fine." Yes, he had to keep her guessing. Was he trying to make her feel more comfortable, or was he insulting her competency? Which cues she picked up on would tell him what he wanted to know.





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